first off, i am going to exclaim.
THE STUPID BUTTON ON MY TABLET THAT IS MEANT TO MAKE SCROLLING UP AND DOWN EASIER HAS OFFICIALLY DIED (NOT WORKING) AND I AM DAMN RIGHT FRUSTRATED CAUSE I NEVER LIKED RUNNING MY FINGERS OVER THE DUMB MOUSE PAD TO INCH THE STUPID CURSOR TO THE TINY SCROLLBAR AT THE SIDE OF THE SCREEN AND MOVE IT UP AND DOWN. IT IS SO TROUBLESOME, BEING THE LAZY ASS I AM.
okay, so on to what happened in my day, which i realised that i haven't been talking much about yay.
went to school at 8 plus for the open house, sat around and watch beatrice draw the dehydrated mongoose that was suppose to represent our class. then hung around doing nothing, or rather i forgot what i did. not much people turned up at the open house, was such a drag. like most of the performances were presented to thin air, how pathetic. then there was a performance by eugene and ahmad and two other members on the bass and drums. they were really good and they just had to perform right before us eh. set the standard so high. attracted alot of audience too, no surprise because they did do a pretty good job.
i started to freak out and panic, because gawd they've been playing for like what, years? and we only formed the band like what, in less than two weeks. some n00b band we are. eran dropped his guitar on the floor cause the strap gave way and it hit the ground with a disturbing sound. the poor guitar's paint had chipped off (it was pretty bad) and i just stared like O__O because it could have happened to me, after all brandon had warned me that the strap on his wasn't good and would give way any time. i was more concerned about dropping the guitar than the remembering what chords i was supposed to play actually.
when it was time for us to perform, my hands were shaking so bad. then i couldn't get the amp to produce the sound of the guitar at all. eugene and ahmad helped, and i just stood there quite frozen because, i don't really know why, my brain wasn't functioning then. so they changed my guitar, and asked me to use ahmad's thinking it was the guitar problem. but there was still no sound. if only i plugged the guitar and the amp worked alright i wouldn't have been so nervous instead of shifting my foot here and there waiting for the thing to work. i was stepping and tripping over wires and stuff, i hoped that no one noticed. eugene changed the wires in the end, and it worked alright. but since the technical problem took some time to fix i just used ahmad's one to play in the end. (he had a cool and really light guitar!)
my fingers shivered like shit until like after the second chorus then i started to play alright, and before i knew it, the performance was over. so yeah, i can't remember much about it, i didn't even look to see who was watching us and all. (told you my brain wasn't really functioning)
after the performance i asked people how we did, and they said that they couldn't hear us. i don't know if they were referring to 'can't hear my guitar part' or 'can't hear the singing' but it went not bad lah, except that eastina forgot to go over to the keyboard to play the solo part, but she fixed it quick XD please don't ask me how the performance went ever again because i really have no idea, but according to what i vaguely remember, it went pretty alright? no major screw ups, but wasn't that good either cause the band that played before us made me feel like a loser. gawd it was just a small performance but i got so uptight. i have a problem with my nerves even over the smallest things, and am still trying to cure it. LOL.
then it was really hot and my brain really shut down so i went to the canteen to cool off with beatrice, talked about cool stuffs (: hung around and played the piano a bit then went to meet my parents who insisted that i sit down with them as they talk to my maths teacher. don't really wanna dwell much about it. i mean, i had 3 adults staring at me and my mouth and brain just couldn't connect and i was having gastrics so i just said 'i don't know' most of the time. at some point i really wanted to cry cause they (the two, not the one) were being such hypocrites and i just couldn't stand it trying to act all cool there. ah, nevermind.
i don't know how to tell brandon 'i didn't use your guitar to play in the end' though he lent it to me for a week. but if he reads this then oh well. it was seriously a last minute thing. eugene told me at the end that the guitar had no problem just that it was the wires. if i had known it was the wires, i wouldn't have changed the guitar. eh but it's like very wasted lah and i feel bad. but on a positive side, AT LEAST YOU WON'T HAVE YOUR GUITAR'S FIRST 'GIG' STOLEN FROM YOU :D
pfffttt, such a long entry. i am going to do my maths hw now since it pleases my dad. (whatever) but before that how can i not have a daily dosages of miyavi? :D
HOT LIKE WTF. MY GUITAR GOD (:
